At this time, Zhang Xianzhong led thousands of old battalions and cavalry generals to rush back to Huxing Mountain again. They saw rocks rolling down on both sides of the mountainside, mixed with rolling logs, and even many barrels rolling down. The bandits were in chaos again.

The sounds of crying for father and mother came one after another.

Today is the most terrifying day for these bandits, but the nightmare has not woken up yet and is still going on...

Zhang Xianzhong suddenly smelled a pungent smell. He suddenly woke up and shouted: "No, there is tung oil in the barrel. The dog officers and soldiers are going to attack with fire. Evacuate quickly."

As if God was fulfilling Zhang Xianzhong's words, I saw the officers and soldiers on both sides with their bows and arrows ready. Amidst countless "swish" sounds, a spark in the sky fell to the ground in an instant, and tung oil was flowing on the ground.

It ignited instantly and formed a sea of ​​​​fire in a blink of an eye.

The thieves and soldiers were like burning men, running around and rolling on the ground. It was a tragic scene. For a while, thick smoke billowed, and the air was filled with the smell of roasted meat and the stench of burnt meat. It was like a human being.

Because the fire was so strong, Sun Yingyuan, who was on the mountainside, felt hot all over his body, and hot sweat flowed down his forehead and temples. He ordered everyone to stop attacking, find a place to rest on the spot, and do whatever they were supposed to do.

At this time, Zhang Xianzhong's beard was also singed, his eyebrows were burnt off, and his mind went blank. Today's blow to him was really too great.

Seeing that he was confused, Li Dingguo asked several old battalion soldiers to carry Zhang Xianzhong out of the sea of ​​​​fire. The inaction of the officers and soldiers gave Zhang Xianzhong a chance to breathe. After he came to his senses, he immediately ordered everyone to rush out of the Tiger-shaped Mountain and open to the ground.

of Longtan Town.

Zhang Xianzhong finally led more than 3,000 old battalion troops to rush out of Huxing Mountain, but the moment he rushed out, he was completely desperate...

Zhang Xianzhong raised his eyes and saw that the vast land in front of him was covered with red dragon flags fluttering in the wind. Over ten thousand Tianwu troops had already lined up and were waiting. The leading general was Huang Degong, who was so shocked that his arms went numb!

"Kill the thief! Kill the thief!"

The Tianwu Army formed a phalanx that had never been seen before. Tens of thousands of people approached at once, chanting slogans and killing sounds, which shocked the countryside.

Feeling the intimidating momentum, the arrogance of the thousands of old camp thieves who finally ran out suddenly dropped, and they couldn't help but retreat step by step.

Zhang Xianzhong's pupils contracted, as if he had seen the most terrifying and unbelievable thing in the world, and his sinister face trembled unnaturally.

Zhang Xianzhong murmured: "Impossible! Impossible! Aren't the dog officers and soldiers thrown a hundred miles away? How come they were ambushed in front?"

Although he didn't believe it, the Tianwu Army had already appeared in front of him, and it was getting closer...

"Fire!"

"Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah..."

The Tianwu Army's musket array opened fire, one round, two rounds, three rounds... The battlefield was filled with gunpowder smoke that made it almost invisible.

Laoying and Ma Jun were caught off guard, and hundreds of people were killed in an instant.

Zhang Xianzhong shouted: "Brothers, rush out with me!"

These thousands of veteran battalion elites have been Zhang Xianzhong's property for many years. He could not just watch his elite troops being beaten to death in vain by officers and soldiers surrounding them.

The men and horses of the old battalion felt threatened by the firearms of the officers and soldiers, and they could only engage in a final fight against the trapped beasts. They held their weapons and horse reins tightly and began to roar and break out from the left wing with all their strength.

The old camp is the essence of rogue bandits. Not only do they have horses, but they are also fully equipped. These are all obtained by their military exploits, so their combat effectiveness is naturally not weak.

The impact of the desperate counterattack of thousands of old battalion cavalry cannot be underestimated, especially the breakout from the left wing with the weakest firepower. After rounds of fire strikes, the old battalion soldiers suffered heavy injuries, but they still approached the Tianwu Army's gun formation and prepared to break through.

Breakout.

The musket formation on the left wing of the Tianwu Army did not choose to be tough, but took the initiative to spread out and make way for them.

The rumble of horse hoofs sounded, and Zhang Xianzhong looked around in shock, only to see that the officers and soldiers' musketry had retreated, and the cavalry behind the officers and soldiers' formation rushed over again, rolling over with long spears in their hands.

"Kill the thief!"

"Kill the officers and soldiers and rush out!"

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The cavalry of the Tianwu Army and the old soldiers of the Xianthief camp started a melee. Luo Rucai and Li Dingguo followed closely behind with thousands of their own troops and began to break through with force.

Thousands of thieves were in chaos, and it was not easy to escape even if they were crowded together. They became a human target for the Tianwu Army's musketeers. With each salvo, scores of people among the dense thieves would fall.

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Under the powerful firepower, some rebel soldiers had already withstood the attack and knelt on the ground with their hands raised in surrender, begging the officers and soldiers to spare their lives. However, the Tianwu Army's musketeers continued to fire and had no intention of stopping.

Among them, Luo Rucai was beaten to a pulp on the spot by the rebellious army, and he didn't even have time to say his last words.

Although the veteran soldiers had good equestrian skills and were good at escaping, they were very inexperienced in fighting regular cavalry. In front of the Tianwu Army cavalry, they were like a primary school student who was beaten violently at every turn.

As the fighting lasted longer, the troops of the old battalion who broke out from the left wing were at the end of their strength and were gradually forced back.

Looking at the old battalion soldiers falling around him, Zhang Xianzhong's heart bleeds. Of the thousands of old battalion elites, only a thousand are left, and the other horse troops and hungry soldiers have almost been lost.

"The thief is dead! The thief is dead!"

In the chaos, someone shouted something, which frightened everyone in the old camp. They looked back at Zhang Xianzhong's flag and saw that it had indeed fallen. For a moment, the soldiers in the old camp lost all fighting spirit and fled one after another.

Zhang Xianzhong, who was surrounded tightly by several old soldiers, was so angry that he shouted: "I'm not dead!"

"Kill the thief!"

A burst of shouts drowned out Zhang Xianzhong's self-defense. The cavalry of the Tianwu Army came rolling in brandishing their spears and sabers, and the galloping horses raised dust all over the sky.

Seeing the power of the officers and soldiers, coupled with the huge disparity in numbers after the battle, the veteran soldiers no longer dared to fight back. They began to completely collapse and fled in all directions. No matter how Zhang Xianzhong yelled and restrained, no one listened to his orders, let alone

Fighting against the Ming army.

Looking at the thieves scurrying for their lives, Zhang Xianzhong felt a chill in his heart. It was over. This time he was completely defeated.

Seeing that the situation was over, Zhang Xianzhong, protected by a few old battalions, mingled with the thieves in an attempt to escape from the battlefield quickly. However, they were surrounded by the Tianwu Army like an iron barrel, how could they break through?

It was not until an hour later that this near-massacre battle ended completely. Nearly ten thousand bandits were killed, and only a small number of them surrendered successfully. Zhang Xianzhong and Li Dingguo were captured. Luo Rucai and Zhang Xianzhong's other two adopted sons were among the rebels.

Beaten to death.

When Huang Degong led the army back through the canyon, he still felt the heat blowing on his face. Sun Yingyuan was leading the soldiers to cover the ground and put out the fire.

When Huang Degong saw this, he said sincerely: "Your Highness has made careful arrangements, pressing forward step by step, and linking each other closely. Once you fall into the trap, there will be no survivors. This battle will be a comfortable one!"
Chapter completed!